just by requesting 'I think we're alone now', not only did you achieve emptying the bar, but you also rubbed it in the owners face.
i hope chris hansen doesn't have a boat
failed my one goal of the day: wake up before 2 pm.
went thru the pain of a Brazilian and he's passed the fuck out while i eat Doritos and watch tbs. fuck married life i want out
and my souvenir for the night was a nice ambulance blanket
There was blood everywhere. She was pretty good looking person though.
So I woke up in a strange bed with a note taped to my arm giving me directions back to my brothers apartment.
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
After some trial and error I found soaking my balls in maple syurip helps ease the pain.
If she has AMC, I may have to fuck her today. I want to catch up on the walking dead.
Yeah I went home with her... She had me take off everything but my shirt and from across the room goes, "Now dance. Just dance that dick over here"
It would be weird sobbing cry sex.
I mean I did fuck her boyfriend, the least I could do is post happy birthday on her Facebook wall.
Seriously, I really just burned my nipple making ravioli.. I'd explain, but no reasoning makes this acceptable:/
This is the most aggressive rendition of that Proclaimers song I ever heard.
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